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• Artiste: Siobhan
• Titre: The Limerick Rake
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I am a young fellow that's easy and bold In Castletown corners I'm very well known In Newcastle West I spent many a note With Kitty and Judy and Mary My father rebuked me for being such a rake And spending my time in such frolicsome ways But I ne'er could forget the good nature of Jane Agus fá¡gaimá­d siáºd mar atá¡ sé. Now some say I'm foolish and some say I'm wise But the love of the women, I think 'tis no crime The son of King David had Ten Thousand wives And his wisdom was highly regarded Now there's one from Askeaton and one from the Pike Another from Arda, my heart was beguiled She lives on the mountain, her stockings are white and I'd love to be tightenin' her garters John Damer of Shronel had plenty of gold, And Devonshire's treasure is twenty times more, But he's laid on his back among nettles and stones, Agus fá¡gaimá­d siáºd mar atá¡ sé. And when I am dead and am laid to my rest My women and children shall appear at my wake They'll gather around me, to offer a prayer (To the Lord for the soul of their father) The Monday Night Drinking Song (Smyth) Have you ever been down to Bank St, On a fine September's eve? When the trees are swaying gently, like a drunkard in the breeze When the moon is in the sky, white and shiny like me arse Well it gives yeh courage and gives you life And an urge to hit the bars On a similar Monday evening, to Bank street I did stroll and In a bold display of typical Jimmy self-control Well I strolled into the pub, and who'd you think I'd see? But Ghostface with a pitcher of Beer And he kindly said to me: Cho: Come order up the house, we'll booze it all away There's nary a night for drinking like a Monday There's Stefan And Stefan and Rhowan and Christopher, Joseph and Ryan and Ren We've all been drunk this badly but we can't remember when While the Working Joes are tired, and the suits are tucked away The glasses ring as you hear me sing Thank god it's bloody Monday Chorus So if you're in the neighborhood on the first night of the week With dry lips and a thirst so fierce that you can hardly speak Well, come in and take a chair, with the party at table 12 I'll give you a wink and get you a drink And tell you to fuck yourself Chorus(x2)